the glory of his eternality that makes the mind want to explode with the infinite thought that God never had a beginning, but simply always was;

the glory of his knowledge that makes the Library of Congress look like a matchbox and quantum physics like a first grade reader;

the glory of his wisdom that has never been and can never be counseled by men;

the glory of his authority over heaven and earth and hell, without whose
permission no man and no demon can move one inch;

the glory of his providence without which not one bird falls to the ground or a single hair turns gray;

the glory of his word that upholds the universe and keeps all the atoms and molecules together;

the glory of his power to walk on water, cleanse lepers, heal the lame, open the eyes of the blind, cause the deaf to hear, still storms with a word, and raise the dead;

the glory of his purity never to sin, or to have a two-second bad attitude or evil thought;

the glory of his trustworthiness never to break his word or let one promise fall to the ground;

the glory of his justice to render all moral accounts in the universe settled either on the cross or in hell;

the glory of his patience to endure our dullness for decade after decade;

the glory of his sovereign, slave-like obedience to embrace the excruciating pain of the cross willingly;

the glory of his wrath that will one day cause people to call out for the rocks and the mountains to fall on them;

the glory of his grace that justifies the ungodly; and

the glory of his love that dies for us even while we were sinners.